Ok, ok, I get it I am a truly horrible person. I have not blogged in ages, ok moths really but a lot has happened since then. Warning this might be a little long I have a few things that have happened in the past couple days that I really do want to share about. One thing happened a while back that I have yet to write about—I graduated. It is hard and strange to believe that I am done with school, twenty-two years in the hallowed halls of American academia reached their culmination. One of the most unusual things for me since then is realizing at various times that I don’t have to read. Not that I have stopped reading by any means but I no longer have that persistent guilt ridden feeling looming over me telling me that I need to be reading need to be reading faster, need to be writing over what I just read, starting research papers, working and doing anything but hanging out talking with friends or watching TV, or reading something simply for pleasure. I welcome these days with arms wide open (thanks Scott Stapp . . .RIP Creed).

Ok there are three big other topics on my mind at the moment.

1. One of my best friends Travis has a link on his blog http://travisharsch.blogspot.com/ to mine. The sub header on that link reads “friend who has bad things happen to his car)”. Well it happened yet again. Last night sometime between the beginning of the epitome of American commercialization (aka the Superbowl) my car was broken into for the 5th time, for the third time since my last birthday. This time nothing was stolen, I just have to mess with yet another broken window—yippee.

2. On Friday night I saw Hotel Rawanda. While this movie has good acting, and I do believe Don Cheadle certainly is deserving of his Oscar nomination—he shows an incredible range of emotion. This movie is not superb. I probably will not watch this movie again. Yet, I must say that it is probably the most intense movie I have ever seen. Not in the Jerry Bruckheimer sense, but in the oh my God this actually happened sense. I have never reacted in the way that I did in this movie. I truly believe that everyone should see this movie. Everyone walks out of the theater in stunned silence. Most shocking of all is the fact that this happened in our lifetime, a mere ten years ago, and yet I no practically nothing about it. Even though a million people died in this Genocide. Our knowledge base is so prejudice. I won’t watch this movie again not because it is not worth seeing, but because I don’t know if I could handle seeing it again.

3. This past weekend I went with some friends to a really neat Hispanic art exhibit in Dallas entitled el Corazon. After taking three hours to get there—many wrong turns—we finally made it to this really cool exhibit. Which had a number of rooms of paintings, photography, and sculpture all themed around the heart and done by Latino artists (shout out to V-Day), they also had performance art too. We got there quite a bit late obviously, and thus were only able to see (?) performances of the oral history, and a blues bad. Regardless it was a great experience, I wish I took more time to appreciate the arts.

Well that is all for now, hopefully I will make this blog thing happen a little more often than once every other month.